Blog Twenty Eight: Hello Again
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“You what!?” sigaw ni Cadmus.
Agad kong tinakpan ang tenga ko samantalang napangiwi naman si Cassiopeia sa sobrang lakas ng sigaw ng kapatid niya.
“Kuya!” reklamo niya. “My sexy ears! Kapag na-damage ang sexy ears ko, isusumpa ko ‘yung bonnet mo!”
“Shut up, crazy fan girl, I’m not talking to you,” he snapped at her. He shot me a look. “You just did… what? Excuse me, Celeste, did I hear you right?”
“Oo nga sabi eh!” I said irritably.
“OMG, OMG! That’s against the rule! I mean, why ka nagpapasok ng stranger sa house niyo? Tapos you deactivated the CCTV cameras pa! My gosh, Celeste! Nahihibang ka na ba?” madrama niyang tanong while waving his arms around.
“Uh, maybe?” nakakibit-balikat kong sabi.
“Maybe? What do you mean, maybe? Nahihibang ka na? No, it’s not maybe! Nahihibang ka na nga! My gosh! Kung ako si Cielo—”
“OMG, Cadmus, don’t tell Kuya!” I said in panic.
“Malamang! Malamang hindi ko sasabihin kay Cielo dahil kapag sinabi ko kay Cielo, malamang madadamay si Cassiopeia kasi you dragged her into that stupid distraction thing,” Cadmus snapped.
“I love you, Cadmus Cheng!” masiglang sabi ni Cassiopeia.
“Shut up. I’m not worried about you. Kaya ayokong madamay ka kasi malamang madadamay ako! Akala mo naman sa’yo ako concerned? Of course not. Assumera much?” umiirap na tanong ni Cadmus.
“Kuya, bakit ang salbahe mo? Pangit ka na nga, salbahe ka pa,” nagtatakang sabi ni Cassiopeia.
“Ikaw, Cassiopeia, bakit ang timang mo? Pangit ka na nga, timang ka pa,” Cadmus shot back.
“Seriously? You like insulting each other that much?” umiirap kong tanong. “Kung pangit ang isa, pangit din ang isa dahil magkamukha kayo. Okay? Okay.”
They both shut up. Cadmus glared at me. “My gosh, Celeste, I really don’t know kung anong katimangan ‘yang ginawa mo. What if gangster pala siya or a maniac? What he did something to you?”
“Like what?” nakakunot-noong tanong ko.
“Like pop your cherry!” Cadmus snapped.
I gave him a confused look. “I don’t have a cherry. I don’t like cherries, remember?”
“Gaga! Pop your cherry! It means your perlas!” he shouted at me.
I winced. Mabuti na lang talaga at nasa open field kami dahil sagad sa pagsigaw si Cadmus. “I don’t like pearls either,” nakakibit-balikat kong sabi.
Tumawa si Cassiopeia. “Celeste, hindi iyon ang ibig sabihin ng pangit kong kuya. He means… ‘yung ano… your V-card.”
“V-card? Oh. Virginity? So pop the cherry means devirginizing?” I clarified.
“Kailangan talagang ABC and 123 ‘tong pinsan mo, ano, Cass?” umiirap na tanong ni Cadmus kay Cassiopeia.
I rolled my eyes. “Whatever, Cadmus. Why do you use kaartehan pa kasi? I mean, pop the cherry? What kind of term or slang is that?”
“Writer ka tapos hindi mo iyon alam?” he challenged.
“That’s not the point. The point is you can just tell me the exact word—devirginize—tapos ang dami mo pang kaartehan.”
